Stop and listen
Ill rock with it with no competition on
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter then it
A whack rapper is what Hopsin isn't i kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'd bobbin ya head like a walking pigeon
Play my position i kinda dip it when i always kick it
I got lots of this, i vibe to this like i rock a fee-gee
Me and amount of people that's feeling me is a hot percentage
They know im tight but i be conceited if i admit it
Ima climb the game till im on the top of it
And don't be chicken if u call me out if u got a problem with it
On some silent s t just get it stuck its some violent s t
And feelings will be hurt so your better of if you mind your business
Don't get it started, with that brother Marcus that kid retarded
Hes gonna evolve us, some rock-es to prove that s t is garbage
You'll be the illest artist realist in this rap
All you fools out there wanna get him on your track

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
Ima prove that im the man in the kitchen mama

I use to push weight on the block
A fat chick and she was barely able to walk
She was good for one thing and that was taking the rock
She told me she was pregnant and i pray to the god
That she wasn't, cuz all that mess was making me hot
Im happy that she ain't the one to have a baby with hop
Shes so obese i take her out and make her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and farts
I tell her ha don't eat pork she takes it straight to the heart
Ready to make a song, she needa make a fat with it (ehhhhh)
the farm, that's where she belong, better leave me alone, calling me and asking where im at
like she needs to know
A what a surprise, she thinking im the lover of her life, becoming my wife
listen to me take some advice, you wanna look nice, trust me im right
go the Motherfu in gym and loose the gut and your fine

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
Ima prove that im the man in the kitchen mama

Im Marcus and yes i am stupid
Thought i was a smart kid guess again stupid, im a special ed student
Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it cuz they ever dance to it
I never knew it, but the rest of my class knew it
They must of thought id never remember to pass to it
Forget school man i never could pass threw it
I never be the student ahead of the class who gets an A in his report card
A nice kid whose so smart
Seem like they threw me in special ed it got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over again
My friends graduated and im way older then them
Then they come to me nice mugging me
Making fun of me
What a resignedly of motherf in u thinking what they Uhh
Tell me they lucky i don't suddenly go off and cause another Dem
Like a freaking cycle then whats it gonna be